A Poem by Firemay

the government sends in soldiers who don't know any better


They stay inside their little homes

They stay inside where it is nice and warm

The stay inside so they don’t have to

Face the truth behind the doors


While they wait for it to slowly pass

They watch and laugh at the comedy

They wait for it to just go away

They think we don’t know, probably


Innocent people are dying outside

Banging on these steel locked doors

Asking to be brought in

Into the safe mind zones


But they don’t open the doors

For real life lies out there

They stay inside the unknown

Afraid of common sense


They don't want any wars

So they talk about world peace

They don't want any wars

They live as if they don’t exist


It’s not our problem, they say

They blame the other side

They say that they are innocent

However to the wars they guide


And then they go and sacrifice

Their brother, neighbor, friend

What they don’t understand is that

In the end, they are to blame

© 2017 Firemay

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Loved this in the most bittersweet of ways. I relate to a lot of these words, having a lot of these conversations recently. War is disgusting, but I'm undecided on whether it's human nature or merely human-made. You wrote in a strong tone of voice here, and I dig it in spades.

Love it.

Posted 3 Months Ago

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When banging on steel... All that is left is the blame one can take... This took me from my safe mind-zone... Made me think... Well penned...

Posted 4 Months Ago

A cynic once said that war makes room for more babies to be born.. that the only way to heal the pain of war and its slaughter is to re.create. For me, reading that in my late teens made me realise that even the physical expression of love cannot win anything.. it's more a coat worn until it falls into rags.

Your poem is more than inspiring because it shows how careess people are about other's survival. the mighty give lives as fodder, give orders from behind locked doors. And don't care a damn.

Thank you for seeing with such clarity.. think on and act - if you can. using your very courageous pen.

Posted 6 Months Ago

Such a powerful poem. I like theme of this poem. Nicely written!

Posted 6 Months Ago

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6 Months Ago

thank you very much
A real deep contemplation of human nature...a thought provoking piece.

Posted 6 Months Ago

This poem portrays a true story. I love the way in which you have worded it. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 7 Months Ago

Lots of truth to this. Good work

Posted 7 Months Ago


7 Months Ago

Thank you!!
There are never any victors in war, only victims and those left behind to pick up the pieces. It is a sad state of the world that this is something that most can relate to, we know it goes on and yet, we stand idly by...leaving those in the midst of hell to fend for themselves and wonder why no one cares enough to help.

Posted 7 Months Ago


7 Months Ago

The thing is that people some how have just excepted the fact that this is the truth, there will for.. read more
It's truly easy to ignore the truth to enjoy ignorance. Your writing is good.

Posted 8 Months Ago

The poem told the truth. People don't want to see the truth.
"They don't want any wars
So they talk about world peace
They don't want any wars
They live as if they don’t exist"
Being blind make some people feel safe but one day war will find your front door. Than you my friend for sharing your amazing poetry.

Posted 8 Months Ago

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Added on July 16, 2017
Last Updated on July 16, 2017
Tags: war, help, government, home, safe, kills, betrayal, lost hope




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